Category: existential writing
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i have to write this one in black ink because it is the only one i have with me at this moment. but i will underline every word with the purple ink once i get a grip of it, promise. isn’t it also the entire manuscript of life itself? you have to do it with…
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wuthering heights by Emily Brontë, written under her pen name Ellis Bell, is an epitome of a gothic novel. the atmosphere, metaphors, and symbols are all carefully presented in a way that can engulf the reader into the darkness of the book. it is melodramatic in the best way possible. wuthering heights will melancholically show…
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your romanticized solitude and your overstuffed melancholy will be the end of you. your devotion to desperation is almost like feeding your soul with poison. the idealization of the individual being good on its own is the modern tragedy. it creates a generation that doesn’t know about being home sick. disconnected from reality. disconnected from…
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in his book “la distanza della luna”, Italo Calvino says at one time, according to Darwin, the Moon was very close to the earth. do you know what happened next? the tides gradually pushed her far away. the tides that the Moon herself causes in the earth’s waters, where the earth slowly loses energy. he…
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when i was 19, i wrote a piece called “not mine” and depicted the yearning for a life that is not mine. i begged for a story that was not mine. everything i lived and the way i lived them made me crave for a life that was not mine. then, on may 13, 2023,…
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i am begging for a life that is not mine. something else. anything else. i am searching for a dimension that can take me in and change everything. an alcoholic drug addict author waiting for inspiration in a garage in Amsterdam, a flower lady dreaming about her lover as she grubs up the plants, a…
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spirituality is a treasure nowadays, more than ever i think. not to escape reality but to make the most of it. and when you think about it, you’ll see that every belief system has the same core. they all come from one shared idea that is sculpted and interpreted in different ways. but the core…
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now i have my whole life packed at my parents house. now i search through the boxes for cotton to remove my nail polish and one gaze at the quickly packed cotton, taken from once my very own bathroom, i feel tears in my eyes. you go through hard times, you handle them fast with…
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orpheus is a poet and a musician whose music could move even gods. he falls in love with eurydice. she dies from a snakebite, he descends into the underworld to bring her back. his music softens hades and persephone, who agree to let her return. on one condition: he must not look back at her until…
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the strangest and the most surprising part of being in your twenties is how subtle you expect growth to be but how obvious and perceivable it takes place. it’s true, you expect it to be subtle, walking in your veins as you go on with your day, only to feel a little itch now and…
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